Babel's Tower - Primordial

In terrible silence you stood at the world’s end

And crawled into the sun

Blinded by the signal fires

That seared your heart

And the seething tongues of the lies we became

I sat in Babel’s tower

And judged the world

Said I spoke the language

Of saints and sinners

But preached the world was flat

And slipped between the cracks

In horror I strode to the world’s end

Saw some torn by hunger

Others broken by steel

But by the bitterest fortune

Cursed the heathen and holy

But found no relief

We sat in Babel’s tower

And fought over the world

I never spoke the language

Of your saints and sinners

Of men nor beast

Who roamed this flat earth

Liars tongues seethe in fire

At the end of harsh white lines

We set the world to rights

Yet I awoke in the same black spirit

State once again

And we sat in judgement in Babel’s tower